[JOJO] Dual personality is inherited

It never occurred to Polnareff that she would be an enemy.

It may be years of fighting instinct that allowed him to avoid vital points at critical moments and not kill him with a single blow.

Tsk, is it off?

"Silver chariot!" Before the lips parted, Polnareff summoned a substitute.

However, his movement of swinging the sword was nothing to Diablo.

Crimson King!

Diablo muttered his alternate name silently, and everything around him became strange.

The sharp tip of the western sword passed through her shoulder, but there was no trace of blood, and the loose lips were stained with the bright red overflowing from the opponent's mouth.

The person in front of her just followed the previous movements unconsciously, and she could clearly see all the trajectories of the opponent's movements.

Diablo walked around behind Polnareff, and when time flowed normally again, the other party couldn't react, it was just...

Obviously I have already done it, why is this guy still showing mercy?

At that angle just now, without knowing her substitute ability, stabbing her throat or temple with the Western Sword is the most correct choice...Why?

She didn't move at all, why did the sword point land on her shoulder? ?

Is there any special feeling for a woman who doesn't know anything at all?Diablo couldn't understand it at all.

When time flowed normally again, the Crimson King's knife had already landed on Polnareff's right eye, and the severe pain made him fall forward involuntarily.

"You...are a 'passionate' person?!" This is the only possibility, Polnareff gasped while holding on to the railing, the abdominal injury is too serious, although it is not critical, but he will die if he is not treated for a period of time .

The blood from his right eye slid down his cheek, and he knew that his eye was completely useless.

In fact, he had long guessed whether she had a double. After all, his son had a double, and maybe the blood connection would make her have one too.

When I saw her in Egypt, there was absolutely no substitute. When I showed my silver chariot, it was obvious that she couldn't see it.

The substitute was awakened the day after tomorrow, maybe it was the arrow or maybe it was blood.

But this matter is the privacy of the other party, and it is human nature not to tell him, so Polnareff never asked, or even tried.

"I have already got the answer to the question, and I will not allow you to talk to me again."

"Is it for Diablo?"? ? ?

Polnareff took her obviously stunned expression as her guessing right, "Diablo manufactured a large number of stand-in messengers, and I won't mention how many unqualified people died under the arrows. He turned the country into It has become a crime city, what is the difference between all the styles of the original DIO?"

She did everything face to face, did Polnareff think that he was just a passionate member of the Boss?

"You don't need to judge my style, and don't mention DIO in front of me, that guy is dead." The man in front of him was almost unsteady, "I said, you are not allowed to talk to me again!"

The railing behind Polnareff broke at the sound, and he fell towards the cliff without a support point. Since his injuries were not fatal, Diablo cut off his limbs mercilessly.

Looking at those cold eyes, Polnareff finally knew that he was completely wrong. Diablo was Diablo. After all, who would have thought that the boss of the "Passionate" organization would be a woman?

When did she become like this?Obviously she was a mother who would protect her children back then, but now she can ignore her subordinates and sell drugs to minors...

Polnareff found that he didn't have the hatred he had imagined for Diablo, and the remorse that had gradually faded after seeing Diablo live better than imagined surfaced again.

But it was too late to say anything, and I had no chance... Polnareff fell heavily on the rock under the cliff, and his consciousness gradually faded away.

Diablo stared at him who was motionless, apparently dead.

She lowered her eyes, a gust of sea breeze blew a few strands of long hair scattered around her temples, brushed them behind her ears casually, turned around and walked towards the city.

It's a bit cold here, just like I suggested before, let's have a cup of coffee...

click-

Diablo paused, moved his feet away, looked down, and saw that it was a mobile phone that was ringing.

This is... Polnareff's phone?

She bent down to pick it up, making sure he didn't have any recordings on or talking to someone just in case.

The shell was damaged by stepping on it myself, but it is still usable.

Diablo flipped through the call records, the closest one was the one he called, and the one in front was the person named Jotaro.

Although she had never seen this person before, she had heard of him. After all, she was quite famous among stand-in messengers, and she seemed to be able to pause for a few seconds.

Is it a substitute of the same type as her...

Just now Polnareff has said that he has not told his companions, so...

Diablo's eyes fell on Jotaro's name. The call time on the side was this morning, and it showed 44 minutes and 44 seconds. Why did he need to talk for so long?

She suspected that Polnareff was lying, but there seemed to be no reason. After all, if she had been on guard against herself before, she would not have reacted that way when she attacked.

Want to call?

Twirling the dial key lightly with her fingertips, Diablo temporarily discarded the thought. She didn't know the way Polnareff and Jotaro spoke, so calling rashly might reveal the truth.

She had the experience of using the Red King to change the vocal cords from the inside, and she is quite proficient now.

After pretending last time, she often went to the dessert shop that Kira visited.

Sure enough, every time I go there, I will meet Kira, and I don't know if it is her illusion. Every time Ji Liang sees her, he is very happy, and he takes her back to Araki Manor on his own initiative.

Diablo was never worried that she would bump into someone who looked like herself, and she always paid attention to the epitaph.

At the beginning, I still wanted to catch this person, see if the other party's ability was resurrected, and then investigate the identity of this person.

However, after knowing a lot of things about Araki Village, her purpose of going has changed...

But the strange thing is that she never met that Diablo in Araki Village...?Could it be that you have traveled far away?

Every time she came to Arakisou, Diego would ask her to make pudding.

"You used to make pudding for us, because you made it so delicious! If you think it's too tiring to do it every time, you can make a lot of it at once!" ——Diago Yan.

Hmm... always feel that there is something strange?

Does the pudding she makes taste the same as that Diablo?

If not, has this Diego seen through her disguise?Now that you can see it, why not expose it?Is it just for this pudding?

For this speculation, she laughed herself. How could such a thing happen? It must be that her technique and formula are exactly the same as Diablo here.

When the waitress got impatient with her constant refills, she finally got up and left.

It is better to make the original Kyad people disappear as soon as possible, and leave this matter to Tobio, but it is estimated that it will take a lot of time.

Diablo still suspected that Polnareff had told Jotaro or Kakyoin about these things, so he had to find a chance to test it...

The author has something to say:

I just don't know what title to take anymore (:3＿ヽ)＿

Boss: For pudding?no need

Longlong: I'm just greedy for your pudding